Sky War God

0Although he felt that Ye Feng was arrogant, he had to admit that what he said made sense. The Divine Martial Great Assembly was the top Martial arts festivities in the entire Virtualized realm, and the rules were extremely strict. If a young man from a major power was killed, then a powerful existence from that major power would take revenge on him. Wouldn't that be a mess?    

    

At this moment, white-haired old man, who was standing at the front of the battle platform, naturally heard Ye Feng's words. He closed his eyes at this moment, showing no intention of stopping Ye Feng. It was as if he had tacitly allowed Mo Tian to do so.    

    

"A trash at the fourth level of the Divine Martial Realm dares to speak to me in such a manner? I'll kill you now!"    

    

Although Mo Tian was arrogant, he still had his rationality. His Divine Sense had been observing white-haired old man's attitude. If white-haired old man showed any signs of displeasure, he would immediately stop. Because, he had never been arrogant enough to go against white-haired old man.    

    

However, at this moment, mo Tian discovered that white-haired old man's eyes were slowly closing. It was as if he was acquiescing.    

    

Mo Tian became even more fearless. There was a terrifying moxibustion roaring in his palm. He wanted to attack Ye Feng.    

    

"Wait!"    

    

At this moment, a voice was heard from somewhere on the fighting stage. In the next moment, a handsome figure stepped forward. A powerful Qi was emitted from his body.    

    

It was the He Family genius, He Zijian!    

    

"Mo Tian, you've had enough!"    

    

He Zijian's cold gaze swept across Mo Tian's body. Although his cultivation base wasn't as high as his opponent's, he was still the young master of the family. He was confident enough to face Martial King Expert.    

    

"He Zijian, do you have the right to speak to me?"    

    

Sure enough, mo Tian stopped attacking Ye Feng when he saw He Zijian. He turned his cold eyes around and looked at He Zijian. His voice was filled with pride.    

    

As Martial King Expert, he naturally had the right to be arrogant. As he spoke, Martial King roared out from his body and turned into a terrifying pressure. It instantly landed on He Zijian and Ye Feng, causing them to feel pressured.    

    

Martial King level experts's elemental energy materialized and condensed into a Yuan Dan. The difference between him and a Divine Martial realm was like heaven and earth. With just a wave of their hands, they were able to kill a group of peak Divine Martial experts. There was an insurmountable gap between the two of them.    

    

It was this gap that separated thousands of A powerful warrior of the Divine Martial Realm.    

    

Whether it was in the four Divine Kingdom regions or the East of the Great Void Realm, Divine Martial realm warriors were everywhere, but there were very few King Kings. There were only a few extremely prosperous sects. For example, some of the top sects in the Nine Netherworld Kingdom only had Master's cultivation base at the Martial King Realm.    

    

This showed how difficult it was to break through to the Martial King realm.    

    

Once one broke through to the Martial King realm, the strength of one's cultivation would undergo a tremendous change. It was a true qualitative leap.    

    

Therefore, at this moment, when Mo Tian casually released his King's Pressure, it made Ye Feng and He Zijian feel even more pressured. Both of their backgrounds were slightly bent. The gap between their strength and Martial King's strength was too great.    

    

Both of them found it very difficult to bear the pressure unleashed by Mo Tian.    

    

"Does that seat have the qualifications?"    

    

However, just as Ye Feng and He Zijian couldn't bear the pressure from Martial King, another majestic voice came from below the fighting stage.    

    

Along with this voice was a powerful aura that could suffocate people. When this aura bloomed, it instantly enveloped the entire space, destroying everything in the area, including the pressure of Martial King unleashed by Mo Tian.    

    

Under the pressure of this aura, mo Tian felt extremely tiny. He kept retreating, and his face was extremely pale.    

    

The crowd was astonished. They all looked in the direction of the person who had just spoken. They saw a dignified middle-aged man. He was the patriarch of the He Clan, He Qingshan!    

    

As High Level Martial King Stage Cultivators and Qing Shan, they could easily crush Mo Tian, who had just broken through to the next realm, with just a simple aura. Such an outcome was not surprising at all.    

    

"Is the He Family Master trying to bully the weak?"    

    

Mo Tian kept stepping back. Under the effect of the aura released by Qing Shan, he felt that his body was going to be destroyed. He said with a pale face.    

    

"Me, the big bully the small? Then what were you doing just now?"    

    

After hearing what Mo Tian said, He Qingshan sneered. He took a step forward, and an even more terrifying aura was released from his body. It was like a surging river, as if it was going to drown the entire platform.    

    

Mo Tian's body was in the midst of this stormy sea. He felt tiny, and he had no ability to resist High Level Martial King Stage Cultivators.    

    

"He Qingshan, that's enough!"    

    

Seeing Mo Tian being suppressed, Sect Master of the Demonic Sect couldn't sit still any longer. In an instant, he stood up from his seat, and unleashed the terrifying moxibustion on his body. At the same time, he unleashed the aura, the aura, to block the attack.    

    

The two great High Level Martial King Stage Cultivators confronted each other from afar. Two powerful aura kept colliding in the void. A series of terrifying explosive sounds were heard, and the destructive shockwave spread across the void. It made the people below the Holy Mountain feel a wave of pressure. Many of them who had low cultivation base even spat out blood due to the shock waves.    

    

The confrontation between High Level Martial King Stage Cultivators could affect everything within a wide area!    

    

The hearts of the crowd were violently pounding. They had never thought that the second round of the competition would develop to such an extent. Was this going to become a clash between two top powers, the East of the Great Void Realm?    

    

"What's wrong? Do you want to fight?"    

    

He Qingshan's body was filled with terror. His voice was domineering and domineering. His pair of sharp eyes were staring straight at Sect Master of the Demonic Sect.    

    

"Let's fight then. I'm not afraid of you!"    

    

As Demonic Cultivator, Sect Master of the Demonic Sect was born with a bloodthirsty and violent nature. What did he have to fear from the challenge with Qingshan? After that, the two High Level Martial King Stage Cultivators's bodies slowly rose into the air, and a great battle was about to break out in the void!    

    

At this moment, a long Buddhist proclamation sounded. Everyone's eyes were focused on the source of the voice. They saw a man wearing the robe of Gaza stepping out slowly. His body was surrounded by golden Buddha light. Zhuang Chengmu.    

    

It was the abbot of Proust Temple, Master Xuankong!    

    

"This is the Divine Martial Great Assembly, a place where the younger generation can compete. Both of you are the top forces of the East of the Great Void Realm, helmsman. Why would you hurt our relationship over a small matter? Everyone, calm down! "    

    

Master Xuankong said indifferently. After that, they saw Master Xuankong standing around him. The Buddha light was blazing, and the ancient words of Buddha were drifting in the air.    

    

He put his palms together and chanted two Buddhist mantras in a row, which sounded like the supreme Grand Avenue Sanskrit. As soon as these two voices faded, two invisible forces wrapped around He Qingshan and Sect Master of the Demonic Sect's bodies. That force was a supreme Buddhist mantra.    

    

That was an existence that transcended the Power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. He Qingshan, you, Sect Master of the Demonic Sect, felt a heavy weight on his body, and he was pulled back to the ground by that force.    

    

This scene caused the pupils of many people to shrink, and they looked at this scene in disbelief. The Proust Temple had always kept a low profile in the East of the Great Void Realm, and it didn't participate in any worldly disputes.    

    

Master Xuankong's Buddhist Dharma had always been low profile. It was profound and unfathomable! However, very few people had ever seen a great master in action. He used his dharma to cleanse all living things, forgetting all the fights and struggles in the world.    

    

At this moment, they saw that Master Xuankong had just chanted two Buddhist mantras, and he had already dragged He Qingshan and Sect Master of the Demonic Sect back to the ground.    

    

This simple scene undoubtedly proved how profound Master Xuankong's skill was.    

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He Qingshan and Sect Master of the Demonic Sect, who were in charge of this matter, narrowed their eyes. They looked at Master Xuankong, who was not far away, and felt slightly unsettled.    

    

They knew that this old monk wasn't simple, but they had never thought that Master Xuankong, who had always kept a low profile, would actually have such strength!    

    

If it was a one on one fight, none of them would be a match for Master Xuankong.    

    

Ye Feng's pupils constricted. He had comprehended the Buddhist Power, so he could naturally clearly feel the power of Master Xuankong's dharma.    

    

This couldn't help but make Ye Feng sigh in his heart. He was truly an eminent monk of his generation.    

    

"Since Great Master has said so, I will give Great Master some face. However, I hope that no one is allowed to break the rules and participate in the following competition!"    

    

He Qingshan cupped his hands at Master Xuankong and said.    

    

"Master Mo, what do you think of Almsgiver He's words?"    

    

Master Xuankong nodded at He Qingshan, then turned to Sect Master of the Demonic Sect and asked.    

    

Sect Master of the Demonic Sect's eyes sparkled. This old monk was so powerful that he didn't want to provoke him too much. He said, "Listen to Great Master!"    

    

Seeing Master compromise, mo Tian's expression turned ugly. His eyes coldly swept across Ye Feng's body. With extreme coldness, he flew down from the fighting stage.    

    

Looking at the back of Mo Tian, Ye Feng's eyes turned cold as well. He clenched his fists tightly, and the sound of bones being dislocated could be heard.    

    

This man had ignored the rules and severely injured Liu Xing. This had touched his bottom line. He only hated himself for being too weak and was no match for Mo Tian.    

    

However, Ye Feng had already remembered Mo Tian. When he had the strength, he would definitely kill this man!    

    

"Second brother, are you alright?"    

    

Ye Feng bent down and looked at the severely injured shooting star. He greeted it and He Zijian also had a look of concern on his face.    

    

It was imaginable what kind of injury the shooting star would suffer after receiving Martial King Expert's full force attack.    

    

"Big brother, don't worry, I'm fine. I won't die yet!"    

    

Liu Xing's face was pale, and there were traces of blood at the corner of his mouth. However, there was still a smile on his face.    

    

Ye Feng's eyes were red, and he was filled with hatred and resentment in his heart. His brother had suffered such unfair treatment, but he was powerless to change all of this. This caused the desire for strength in Ye Feng's heart to rise to another level.    

    

In such a cruel world, those without strength were destined to be crushed. It was just like how he and Liu Xing were at this moment.    

    

Mo Tian could ignore the rules of the Divine Martial Great Assembly and attack Liu Xing by relying on his Martial King realm cultivation base and the Demonic Sect standing behind him.    

    

Ye Feng and Liu Xing could only bear with it. If it wasn't for the He father and son protecting him, both of them might have lost their lives. It was because their strength was weak. In the eyes of some powerful existences, they were just like ants. Killing them was something that could be done with a wave of their hands.